I can only play drums..I can only play that infuriating, frequent to every kip, kipchir and kipchirchir tune.tu ta tu ta tu.
At least I know shiku {my mum} likes me and of course my old man and my lovely sisters do too.
I WANNA BE FAMOUS
Life, elegant ladies and distinguished gentlemen, hardly turns out as we expect. Every time you set the bar high you never really have a safety net idea in case your ambitions fall through. Some religious folk may say the devil is a liar, well that’s a bite we’ll have to chew in the future but I,Okoth K’Olwal, have a slightly different perspective toward life. I may come off as rather eccentric but hey every village has its generous share of weirdos.
I have always harbored a desire to be a whole lot of things.From those days {god bless them} in kindergarten we would be asked to come up with a list of what we would want to become in life and with pride put them in bullet form(I cant do it in word) Driver,cobbler,shop-keeper etc.
Well you can’t blame us entirely because we fell in that age cluster where the law would recognize us as infants.and not in any way looking down on these modest professions.I used to run a shop at some point in my childhood.
As we progressed our ideas changed and we yearned for greater things.All these aspirations summed up together and distributed on our growth curves almost carve us out as the generation with no direction.
Our education system is fucked up.Sorry to say.It has been that way for a long time.The professors that we regurgitate do nothing much than perpetuate the same fuckery that they went through.And we pride ourselves in having two of these fools at the helm of the ministry in charge.Every time I check there is always crap about curriculum developers and publishers blowing hot exhaust through our ears with the gospel of revised edition in the course books used in our schools.That is their interpretation of “kubadirisha rangi ya kitabu”
This is why high school never made much sense to me and I’m sure the feeling is mutual to many Kenyans.
By the time you are through you feel a notch higher on the scale of stupidity.You just do not know what you want.When presented with a list of careers you are as confused as a baby in a topless bar.My two cents on occupational dilemmas is one should enter high school and only do the subjects that he/she believes will help them in future,ours is focused more on the quantity bit and the quality is in the toilet.My heart goes to those already damaged by the system.Make the best out of the situation you found yourself in.When life throws you a lemon duck and show it your middle finger..That to me is the authentic definition of success.
I will rarely quote any famous people since I also would like to be inducted in their cloaks of fame.Here is one of my own;Success in my estimation is neither a function nor a derivative of rigorous and laborious activity.It is simply how you bridge the gap between fantasy and reality.
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